Post by Canary on Jan 8, 2008 0:19:44 GMT 1
Name: Finn Aerach.
Age: 18.
Gender: Male.
Orientation: Bisexual, I suppose. He just doesn't believe love is stuck on one gender.
Alliance: Light's Nemesis.
Appearance:Green eyes, brownish/reddish hair. His body is very well-defined, while not overly muscular. He is 6"1".
Personality: He is very hard to describe fully, due to his rapidly changing moods and emotions. When happy, he is very kind and gentle, but if angered he can be heartless and extremely cruel, even relishing in pain. He was once a good person, but now his heart is entirely black. He has no mercy.
Powers: Due to his history, his combat skills are second to none. He has been trained in hundreds of fighting styles, mastering in most. He is lithe and agile, able to perform flips due to his gymnastics training. He has had slight weapons training, leaving him decent with all close combat weapons, although he prefers a chain. His true power is the ability to turn his hands into pure diamond, making them extremely solid and nearly impervious.
Weaknesses: He is extremely adept at close combat, but at long range he is nearly useless. Keeping him at bay with whatever long range attacks the character has should work pretty well.
History: Finn was born to a family of gifteds, his mother and father being gifted extremists, out for the absolute decimation of the human race. He has a sister and a brother, both blessed with immense power. When Finn was born, his parents thought nothing of him having no powers at birth, most came at puberty. At age 5, before most, it was revealed he had the power to turn his hands to diamond. His parents were immensely disappointed, and wanted nothing to do with a son with such (to them, at least) useless powers. They forced him to undergo extremely vigorous combat training every day until he was 17. A month after his 17th birthday, his parents were killed in an anti-gifted riot. Feeling nothing was left for him, he left home and traveled to Souzetsu City. He had always adored the city, and from the death of his parents arose something new, a hatred of the non-gifteds.
Roleplay Sample: Finn smiled, an expression almost foreign to him as of late. Ever since the riot, he hadn't had much incentive to smile, but now seemed as good a time as ever. He knew they were following him, their clunky footsteps sounding like bombs on the concrete. The norms. It was them. He laughed, first quietly to himself but it grew, it grew to a loud, sinister laugh, and he could almost feel the norms following him freeze in their tracks. He turned slowly on his toes. They were in the bushes, attempting to hide, pathetically at that. "Listen. I don't know what you think you can do to me, but let me tell you right now, you can do nothing. You are nature's joke. Come out and I will not kill you." Suddenly, although not very fast, a frazzled-looking man with unwashed blonde hair leaped out of the bushes, a look of contempt and fear in his eyes. "Da...damn freak!" He screamed as he whipped out a gun and shot it, aiming towards Finn. Finn rolled to the left, and crawled forward like a lizard. All the while smiling wickedly, he lept kicking the blonde man with ease. His face flew backwards and Finn heard a sickening snap sound. A man with brown hair leaped out at him, a rusty dagger in his dirty hands. Finn sidestepped to the right, grabbed his arm and twisted, holding onto the man's body to steady himself. The arm snapped and the man screamed in agony, his eyes dark with pain. Finn smiled slightly, kicking him twice in the ribs. As the man doubled over, Finn uppercuted his jaw, knocking him out immediately. He started to walk away, but realized the blonde was still somewhat conscious. Sighing deeply, he walked over to the man, stepped on his trachea, picked up the gun, and pulled the trigger, aiming haphazardly at the man's foot. The man's screams of agony drowned out the second gunshot, which in turn silenced him. He turned briskly and walked away, not looking back.
Age: 18.
Gender: Male.
Orientation: Bisexual, I suppose. He just doesn't believe love is stuck on one gender.
Alliance: Light's Nemesis.
Appearance:Green eyes, brownish/reddish hair. His body is very well-defined, while not overly muscular. He is 6"1".
Personality: He is very hard to describe fully, due to his rapidly changing moods and emotions. When happy, he is very kind and gentle, but if angered he can be heartless and extremely cruel, even relishing in pain. He was once a good person, but now his heart is entirely black. He has no mercy.
Powers: Due to his history, his combat skills are second to none. He has been trained in hundreds of fighting styles, mastering in most. He is lithe and agile, able to perform flips due to his gymnastics training. He has had slight weapons training, leaving him decent with all close combat weapons, although he prefers a chain. His true power is the ability to turn his hands into pure diamond, making them extremely solid and nearly impervious.
Weaknesses: He is extremely adept at close combat, but at long range he is nearly useless. Keeping him at bay with whatever long range attacks the character has should work pretty well.
History: Finn was born to a family of gifteds, his mother and father being gifted extremists, out for the absolute decimation of the human race. He has a sister and a brother, both blessed with immense power. When Finn was born, his parents thought nothing of him having no powers at birth, most came at puberty. At age 5, before most, it was revealed he had the power to turn his hands to diamond. His parents were immensely disappointed, and wanted nothing to do with a son with such (to them, at least) useless powers. They forced him to undergo extremely vigorous combat training every day until he was 17. A month after his 17th birthday, his parents were killed in an anti-gifted riot. Feeling nothing was left for him, he left home and traveled to Souzetsu City. He had always adored the city, and from the death of his parents arose something new, a hatred of the non-gifteds.
Roleplay Sample: Finn smiled, an expression almost foreign to him as of late. Ever since the riot, he hadn't had much incentive to smile, but now seemed as good a time as ever. He knew they were following him, their clunky footsteps sounding like bombs on the concrete. The norms. It was them. He laughed, first quietly to himself but it grew, it grew to a loud, sinister laugh, and he could almost feel the norms following him freeze in their tracks. He turned slowly on his toes. They were in the bushes, attempting to hide, pathetically at that. "Listen. I don't know what you think you can do to me, but let me tell you right now, you can do nothing. You are nature's joke. Come out and I will not kill you." Suddenly, although not very fast, a frazzled-looking man with unwashed blonde hair leaped out of the bushes, a look of contempt and fear in his eyes. "Da...damn freak!" He screamed as he whipped out a gun and shot it, aiming towards Finn. Finn rolled to the left, and crawled forward like a lizard. All the while smiling wickedly, he lept kicking the blonde man with ease. His face flew backwards and Finn heard a sickening snap sound. A man with brown hair leaped out at him, a rusty dagger in his dirty hands. Finn sidestepped to the right, grabbed his arm and twisted, holding onto the man's body to steady himself. The arm snapped and the man screamed in agony, his eyes dark with pain. Finn smiled slightly, kicking him twice in the ribs. As the man doubled over, Finn uppercuted his jaw, knocking him out immediately. He started to walk away, but realized the blonde was still somewhat conscious. Sighing deeply, he walked over to the man, stepped on his trachea, picked up the gun, and pulled the trigger, aiming haphazardly at the man's foot. The man's screams of agony drowned out the second gunshot, which in turn silenced him. He turned briskly and walked away, not looking back.